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The fingers that twisted up the white son were thick, the fingertips were covered with a thick layer of calluses, and there were too many fine lines on the fingers, which looked like a pair of old hands.

The speed of these hands is very fast, almost as soon as the black child is put down, the white child will follow.

When a white child is put down, a slender and slender finger with clean nails and pink moistening fingers also gently puts down a sunspot.

The two sides went back and forth, and after half a ring, Bai Zi was just picked up, and Xu Yu threw it back into the chess box.

A mellow and hearty voice sounded, "The afterlife is terrifying!" ”

Then, another Qingyue voice sounded, "It's just that the teacher didn't do his best." ”

On the chessboard, the white and black sons are reluctant to give up, and the two sides attack each other, you have me, I have you, how can you take a closer look, you can't see the fatigue of the white son at all.

However, if there is a chess master here, it can be seen that the sunspot has surrounded the white, and the only way left for the whitehead is that the sunspot specially let him go so that he can enter the urn.

"Ha, your teacher and I seem to be the kind of person who can't afford to lose a game of chess?"

The man stood up, gathered the crow green silk mink fur cloak he was wearing, and walked out of the pavilion.

"Winning is winning, losing is losing, the world is so big, who can guarantee that they will not lose in their life?" The man's hearty voice was full of heroism, "Moreover, isn't it a thing to be happy about losing to your own disciple?" ”

"This shows that I, as a teacher, am a teacher, and you, a disciple, are diligent and studious. Blue out of the blue and better than blue, this is the most joyful thing for every gentleman who teaches and educates, when the floating white, when the floating white! ”

The young man who followed the man smiled, "Teacher, in addition to 'the blue is better than the blue' in the world, there is also a saying, called 'the apprentice of the church, starve the master'. ”

The man walking in front stopped under a plum tree and lowered his head to sniff the fragrance of plum blossoms.

The red plum that blooms in the cold wind, the blooming is moving, the white skin is lined with pink flowers, there is an elegant beauty, but the man is tall, the physique is strong, and there is a kind of strength beauty, the crow blue cloak is slightly fluttering in the wind under the plum tree, this tree, this flower, this person, can be into the painting, beautiful.

The man didn't care about the disciple's words just now, "If you teach the apprentice, you will starve the master to death, which can only show that the master is not good at learning, there is nothing to teach, and even the apprentices who are backward cannot compare, so it can only be said that he deserves it." ”

The voice is still hearty, but there is a kind of sarcasm, a kind of contempt, full of disdain for those gentlemen who have accepted disciples but do not teach seriously, and have left a few hands, in case they are surpassed by their disciples.

Shu Hongxuan smiled again, his smile was full of admiration and admiration, his teacher is such a broad-minded person, he spares no effort to teach students, never worries about students surpassing him, and will only be proud of his students' achievements.

This is his teacher, Zhou Chonglan, Zhou Daru, who is more like his father than his biological father.

"Rong Jing, you say, this plum blossom is so good, should I pick it down? However, if I pick it down, it is against the meaning of the plum blossom alone in the cold, if it is not for more people, to see its efforts, why should it bloom in this cold winter wax moon. However, there is a saying that also makes sense, there are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches, Rongjing, you say, is it good to pick or not to pick for the teacher? ”

Zhou Daru looked at his disciple proudly closing the door with great interest.

Shu Hongxuan glanced at the plum blossoms blooming in the cold, and slowly spit out five words, "Idealism." ”

Zhou Daru laughed, turned his head, broke it casually towards the plum branch he fancied, and handed it to the scholar who had been waiting in the pavilion, "Take it and arrange a vase for Mrs." ”

The scholar took the order and left.

Zhou Daru saw that the scholar had walked away, looked at his disciple with a smile, and asked, "Today is not the time to hand in homework, why did you come here suddenly?" ”

Shu Hongxuan straightened his sleeves and respectfully bowed to the teacher, "Teacher, students want to participate in the Spring Festival in February." ”

Zhou Daru was really stunned for a moment and frowned, "Didn't we say it?" After the New Year, you are going to go on a study tour, and you will participate in the Spring Festival after three years, what made you change your mind? ”

Now it's the end of January, less than half a month away from the spring festival, if the average person has passed the autumn year, if they have the heart to prepare for the spring festival, they will review from September, where there is a close exam, only to say that they want to participate in the spring festival, it's just nonsense.

Shu Hongxuan felt the teacher's dissatisfaction, he saluted again, but his voice did not give an inch, "Teacher, the students want to participate in this year's Spring Festival." ”

If it hadn't been for what his sister had told him, he really wanted to study for a while, and he didn't participate in the Spring Festival until three years later, and he thought the same would have been true in his previous life.

However, now he has changed his mind, and since he learned everything, he has taken on the fate of their brother and sister with his weak shoulders, and if he does not want to die, he can only kill others.

How to do it? How can he deal with a marquis who is nominally his father?

Anyway, it won't be something he can kill if he travels to study.

He locked himself in his study last night and thought about it all night, and today it was dawn, and he came to the teacher's house.

Obviously, there is a road to heaven in front of him, and he obviously has the strength to walk on this avenue, why should he wait three years later?

Three years is too long, his sister is working hard for their brother and sister, how can he enjoy his success as an elder brother, how can he watch his sister alone, dealing with jackals, tigers and leopards alone?

Shu Xiuhe is just a riding captain now, with his talent, can't he be admitted to a jinshi?

Then let's see if he climbs fast, or Shu Xiuhe walks far.

It's just that the ugliness of the family can't be publicized, not to mention, the rebirth of his sister can't be said to a third person at all, he will never let his sister be regarded as a demon.

Zhou Daru looked at the most proud and distressed disciple in front of him with an expression on his face, after so many years of teaching, what kind of character he is, he is a teacher very clearly, and now he can change his tone and insist on participating in the Spring Festival, thinking that something must have happened that he must do this.

Whatever it is, as long as he is his own disciple, it will be enough.

Want to go to the spring festival? Then it's good to participate, he has never taught a student who can't even pass the Jinshi exam.

Merely......

"Tell me about the teacher, what rank do you plan to take?"

Shu Hongxuan's firm and confident voice sounded, "There is nothing else except the first." ”

His goal was a three-dollar tie, a fifteen-year-old three-dollar tie-first, which was an extremely heavy bargaining chip, except for the first, the second was not what he wanted.

Zhou Daru raised his eyebrows, turned around and left, his voice was carried by the wind, "Since you want to take the first exam, you can't come yet, you tell your little servant to go home, pack your clothes and come over, until the exam starts, you have to review here, if you don't get a three-yuan and the first come back for the teacher, you are ready to sweep the floor and go out." ”

Shu Hongxuan straightened his waist, a comfortable smile appeared on his face, and promised loudly: "The disciple will live up to the teacher's expectations!" ”

ps:Sisters,Your brain hole is better than me.,n(*≧▽≦*)n~~ I asked you in the last chapter.,See what my brother's hidden attributes are?,I think what I hinted at in the previous chapter is obvious.,Why are your brains so big?,See your guesses.,The mood is wonderful.,Hi~o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ,But,I still have to say a word.,I didn't guess right (* ̄w ̄)。 And, in the new week, rob the ticket ~~ above.